These are original poems, but I didn't write them. I just cut words out of magazines, newspapers, junk mail, and save them. Then I start arranging them on a page until I sumble upone something I like. Amazingly there are themes and threads that come from my subconsious mind while I'm cutting out words. I wish I had a better pair of scissors. http://chickollage.blogspot.com/2007/04/365-collage-poetry-challenge-day-6.html
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Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
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Friday, February 1, 2013
They'll Just Roll Their Eyes
THE TEXT:
I was always pissed off
Because I'm a dork. I've made a habit of not
thinking.
I wasn't who
I wanted to be. In good times or bad
I looked like
an
idiot
with a frickin' mental illness.
All I can say is I'm not
satisfied with my lousy life.
Will I change me?
I'm
just rolling with the punches.
They'll just roll their eyes.
Labels:
be different,
change,
depression,
doubt,
failure,
labels,
Life,
memories,
ransom poem,
tex norman,
the mind,
thinking,
word art,
worry
Saturday, January 12, 2013
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